| I believe in prophecy
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| Some folks see things not everybody can see
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| And, once in a while, they pass the secret along to you and me
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| And I believe in miracles
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| Something sacred burning in every bush and tree
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| We can all learn to sing the songs the angels sing
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| Yeah, I believe in God, and God ain’t me
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| I’ve traveled around the world
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| Stood on mighty mountains and gazed across the wilderness
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| Never seen a line in the sand or a diamond in the dust
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| And as our fate unfurls
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| Every day that passes I’m sure about a little bit less
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| Even my money keeps telling me it’s God I need to trust
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| And I believe in God, but God ain’t us
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| God, in my little understanding, don’t care what name I call
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| Whether or not I believe doesn’t matter at all
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| I receive the blessings
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| That every day on Earth’s another chance to get it right
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| Let this little light of mine shine and rage against the night
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| Just another lesson
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| Maybe someone’s watching and wondering what I got
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| Maybe this is why I’m here on Earth, and maybe not
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| But I believe in God, and God is God |